Time erodes.
Walls feel tired.
Wanting to reveal,
What’s behind.
Vulnerability rules.
Nakedness feels good.
Just like the day,
We were born.
Before being taught
To wear,
Hand-me-down beliefs.
The original language of this site is English. Please note that translators impact the meaning of the poems.
Time erodes.
Walls feel tired.
Wanting to reveal,
What’s behind.
Vulnerability rules.
Nakedness feels good.
Just like the day,
We were born.
Before being taught
To wear,
Hand-me-down beliefs.